I never thought Anton Chekhov was even mildly amusing. To me, his writing epitomizes what the Gershwins wrote in the lyrics to “But Not For Me”: “With love to lead the way, I’ve found more skies of gray, than any Russian play … could guarantee.” I just didn’t know about Christopher Durang.
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“Your voice,” Simon Cowell says to a singer in a story from Ben Greenman’s latest collection Celebrity Chekhov. “It rattles like a pan under a car. What is Bono going to think when you take his song and treat it like an advertising jingle? I would be surprised if you are here a week from Read More